Chapter 1
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Napa shihers as pain shoots through her boy. She’s tired tired of dealing with Marco’s abuse but what can she do? He’s her mate, the Alpha of the ook Sheknook and even use, she’s the daughter of the man who betrayed the pack.
“Get up and crawl out of my room,” Marco groans in his harsh Alpha voice.
Hetter accented her as his mate, but he hasn’t rejected her either. Being stuck in between is worse than either choice. The pain makes her heart feel Bettgred out of her chest. Nana coughs as she tries to get off the bed, blood spilling from her mouth.
Dont let a drop of that got on my bed or in this room!” Marco yells, kicking her off the bed. The force sends her crashing into the wall on the other side of the room
She whimpers in poin. “Marco, please… just let me go. If you don’t want me, why are you doing this?” She tries to get up, but every action makes her back hurt even more. Her voice breaks
Let you go? That’s way too easy, Nana. You have to pay for your father’s crimes,” Marco grinned cruelly. Taking a sip from the tumbler of whiskey he picked up from the table.
Marco approaches her, yanks back her head, and clutches her long, dark hair. Her eyes and nose burn as a result of the alcohol he spills all over her face. Breaching herd, Nana chokes while her hands frantically try to clean her face.
“Marco, please…..” she begs, her voice weak.
“You know your job, don’t you? Satisfy me. That’s all you’re here for. But instead, you come to my bed and lie there like a piece of wood!” he shouts, Finging her across the bed.
You’re esgusting. You stink, and you still make things difficult, even in bed!” he yells, taking slow steps toward her.
Kane curls up into a ball, trying to protect her stomach and chest. The pain is unbearable, but she’s used to it by now. Inside, her wolf Lana whimpers, justas broken as Nana. Lana is a weak wolf, suffering because Marco hasn’t accepted or rejected them.
It’s only a matter of time before Lana disappears completely. And Nana knows that when Lana is gone, she won’t have the strength to keep going either.
She waits for the next hit, closing her eyes in fear. Will he kick her again? Throw her against the wall? Nana listens carefully to his footsteps as they get closer
Suddenly, the sound of his phone buzzing breaks the silence, Margo stops and turns around, picking it up from the bed. “Hey, baby,” his voice changes, becoming soft and sweet.
He only speaks like that to one person–Melissa.
Nana’s heart aches. She wishes, more than anything, that Marco would treat her with even a little of the kindness he shows Melissa. But to him, she’s nothing. Despite the bond they share, she’s just an object to him, something to use when he feels like it.
“I’m not busy at all. Even if I was, you’d always come first,” Marco says sweetly into the phone. Nana feels her throat tighten, trying to hold back the tears. She’s his mate, but hearing those words reminds her how little she means to him.
“Wait for me at the club lounge, I’ll be there in 15 minutes,” he says, ending the call.
He walks back toward Nana, his face cold and angry again. “Get your filthy self out of here before I get changed. If you’re still here when I’m done, I’ll lock you in the bathroom until I get back,” he warns.
Nana forces herself to stand, her body aching with every step. She limps out of the room, clutching her chest. She just has to get away, even if every part of her hurts. Seeking a brief respite from the agony and disorder, she staggers outdoors to the rear of the pack house.
The guards watch her pass without saying anything, but their eyes are filled with hatred. She is only the daughter of a traitor, and they couldn’t care less
about her.
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Nana walks slowly and painfully into the woods. Her jaded nerves are soothed by the silence of the woods surrounding her. Deeper into the woods, she spots a small cave hidden by dense bushes.
She limps toward it, her body heavy with exhaustion. The cave is hidden, a small sanctuary where no one will find her. Inside, the air is cool, and the space feels safe, far away from the torment of her life.
Nana sinks to the ground, curling up against the cold stone. She hugs her knees to her chest, her whole body shivering. Her eyes well up with tears, but she tries not to cry. She is accustomed to crying by herself, but occasionally the pain is too much to bear.
Inside her mind, her wolf Lana whimpers softly. Nana can feel her weakening, fading away. Without the bond being fully accepted, Lana’s strength is slipping. And if Lana disappears, Nana knows she won’t last much longer either.
She lets out a sob, her body shaking with the weight of her emotions. How did her life turn into this? A mate who hates her, a pack that looks down on her, and a future that feels empty and dark.
Nana feels trapped, stuck in a life she never wanted. All she ever dreamed of was finding her mate, building a bond, and being loved. But now, that dream feels like a cruel joke.
In the quiet of the cave, Nana lets herself cry. Nobody is around to witness her suffering or to criticize her for being weak. Now that she is crying openly, the pain in her chest gets worse with each tear.
She just stays there, broken and alone, for a long while, Although the woods surrounding her are calm, she is experiencing an internal storm of terror and hurt. She knows there is nowhere for her to go, so all she wants to do is go far away from this life. Not without Lana in tow. Not in the absence of hope.
Deep in her thoughts and while crying, a little voice moans from deep inside the cave, it sounds like a little boy.
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